You think you have a hard job?? / Du denkst du hast einen harten Job??

:-)

Portugal - Heated days / Heisse Tage

This year's summer vacation has led us into Portugal. During many days, we encountered +45° C daytime dry heat as an unusual heat spell has hit this country this year. Nevertheless, with the help of air conditioning running in the rental car and most accomodations, one gets by without getting into the "well done" state.

Water. A fundamental need. Tavira

A speciality of Portugal are the use of colored glazed tiles as outer and inner coverage of houses

This orchard won't yield fruits this year.

Another absolute necessity: The local firefighters station

Backcountry

The refreshing, cooler west coast with its dramatic rock formations facing the atlantic waves.
A good place to cool down and relax. Suited a short walk away from our house accomodation in the Monte Carvalhal da Roche Camping site, the scenery was well worth the trip there.

Battled by full tide

and at ebb

Using Sony Smoothening app, recording 100 shots and then processing them automatically

Through this dark tunnel something will come.

Back in the inner country, higher temperatures greet one back.

Castle of Beja

Alternating between 45°C during walks, air-conditioned 5-Star hotel room and the pool, living is not bad :-). Having a Hotel situated within the mediveal city wall allowed to make frequent explorations of the old town on foot.

The big refresher - taking a dip

 On the road again - Villa Vicosa

Sommer residence of Portugese Monarchy

Estremoz

Portugese beer is well-drinkable, even when applying german standards. It is also available in so-called minis, which are bottles sized at 0.25 or 0.33 litres. A good size to avoid getting knocked out after refilling when coming in from the heat.

Estremoz

A very special place is the small mediveal city of Marvao, located within "spitting"distance of Spain, the former archenemy. Waking up way above the valley floor to the rising sun, staying some relaxing days there left a good memory. Like in Spain with its Hotel chain of Pasaderos where historic and scenic sites have been made into interesting Hotels, in Portugal there are the Pousadas. The one in Marvao is charming with its many viewpoints of the far below valley and Spain in the distance from the dining room, the hotel rooms themselves and other places.

Mountain castle and city of Marvao

Castelo de Vide

And then Lisboa - Lissabon. It can't really compete with its big brother Barcelona splendidness, but it has still some interesting and charming corners and vistas.

The big elevator

View down the Tejo river

Historic architecture

A stepvisit to the nearby Sintra town put my perspective of Disneyworld into a new dimension. This rebuilding and remodelling done here at the late end of the 19th century outdoes Cinderella castle by far.

Sintra

Central Station of Lisboa

Eden Theatre, nowadays a Hotel

Summer break

Some last words: Portugal is a friendly country and its people seem to be more open than their Spanish cousins. There are only two things that can be somewhat bothersome:

One is the toll system on some of their highways: Part of it is electronically done without prewarning and without any option to pay manually - except after two weeks at one of the local post offices where you have to inquire the charges and pay there. Bad luck to you if you have already left the country at that time. This system is incredibly stupid in my view, which is shared by many Portuguese I have talked about. Therefore get the toll machine for your rental car and have it done by the rental company.

The second thing is more delicate: A certain part of the male population simply can't be bothered and seem to take a leak anywhere convenient. This results in some few alleys and streets etching your nostrils off. I haven't encountered anything like that in any other mediterranean country up to now. This may be however due to illegal immigrants, with the lack of rain not washing anything away exacerbating things, what do I know.

In any case, Portugal is worth a trip and may prove to be more relaxing and affordable than other well-trodden holiday destinations.

Flyby / Überflug

Shot with SEL18105 and A6000 during a flyby over a gliders airport.

Early fascination / Frühe Faszination

Distant echo

 As a youngster, my parents bought an 6 year old Alfa Romeo Nuova Guilia 1600 with a defective engine, and another rusted through one with a working one. After changing the engine and doing some further rust-related repairs, there it was: bullblood-colored outside, chrome, wood and black leather seats inside. 100 hp out of a eagerly high-revving engine, a total weight of below 1 ton and a sports manual gear.

This was our daily driver, but what a difference to the other families cars!

After gettting my driving permit, I was allowed to drive it myself. In the night, when you turned on the lights, all the instruments came alight with their olio, aqua, luci, fari messages in blue, red, green. It was quite a sensual experience, coupled with the engine sound.

Of course, it also was a typical Alfa of those days: The second engine also lost power soon, after reaching the ripe age of ten years, the hood angles were rusted loose, the sheet holding the wipers also was loose, one could see from the wheels to the front, all doors were rusted through again, in short: the body was a total loss and the engine was gone, too.

Before going to the junkyard, I removed the instruments and the wooden steering wheel. Years later, I powered the lights on and made a long exposure on film. Further years later, I sold the stuff to a parts dealer specialized on old Alfas. So everything from that car is long gone, alone the negative remained.

After scanning it recently, I noticed that the is still an echo of that long gone car to be heard.



Further below, at an veterans car show, an almost exact copy of that car was shown. As a grown up, it nowadays looks tiny, out-powered by todays soulless turbo-diesel engines. But the fun that could be had...
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Als Jugendlicher kauften meine Eltern eine 6 Jahre alte Alfa Romeo Nuova Guilia 1600 mit Motorschaden und noch eine zweite durchgerostete als Motor-Organspender. Nach dem Motortausch und einigen Rostrepraturen stand sie da: Stierblutfarben aussen, Chrom, Holz, schwarzes Leder innen. 100 PS aus einem drehfreudigen Motor, ein kurzes 5-Gang-Sportgetriebe und weniger als eine Tonne 800 kg Gewicht.

Das war das einzige Auto der Familie, aber was für ein Unterschied zu den Autos anderer Familien!

Nach dem Erhalt des Führerscheins durfte ich den Wagen selber fahren. Nachts, wenn die Lichter angeschaltet wurden, leuchteten alle Instrumente auf mit ihren Botschaften von Olio, Aqua, Luci, Far in blau, grün und rot. Das war ein ziemlich sinnliches Erlebnis, verbunden mit dem typischen Alfa-Klang.

Natürlich war das auch ein typischer Alfa jener Tage: Der zweite Motor verlor auch schnell an Leistung und Kompression. Nach Erreichen des reifen Alters von zehn Jahren war die Scharniere der Haube restlos abgerostet, man konnte die Hand vom Scheinwerfer zum Rad durchstecken, alle Türen waren erneut durchgerostet. Also kurz gesagt: Die Karosserie war total am Ende und der Motor auch hinüber.

Vor dem Transport zum Schrottplatz baute ich die Instrumente und das Holzlenkrad aus. Jahre später schloss ich die Instrumentenbeleuchtung an Strom an und machte eine Langzeitaufnahme davon. Weitere Jahre vergingen und ich verkaufte die Teile an einen Teilehändler für alte Alfas. Es ist also alles diese Wagens schon lange verschwunden, nur das Filmnegativ blieb.

Nachdem ich das kürzlich einscannte, merkte ich aber, dass ich immer noch ein Echo dieses schon lange entschwundenen Wagens hören kann.


Weiter unten, ein Bild eines fast identischen Wagens von einer Show eines Veteranenclubs. Als Erwachsener sieht er heute geradezu winzig aus, und die heutigen seelenlosen Turbo-Diesel Motoren übertreffen die Leistung schon deutlich. Aber der Fahrspass den man mit diesem Wagen haben konnte....

1975 Alfa Romeo Nuova Guilia 1600